:Mistress Zhao Lan, Spare Me! [1]

"There's a girl in this mortal realm named Zhao Lan. I'm looking for her."

Though a bit confused, the slightly drunk man had no idea who was talking to him. Lu Feng stood right in front of him, but the man saw two Lu Fengs instead of one.

"Zhao Lan? Wah... Wah... Wait a minute, my... my daughter?" asked the middle-aged man.

Both were seated in a tavern filled with men sharing drinks. 'Which explains why her mana core led to him. Zhao Lan must have... No time,' thought Lu Feng. "Where is she?" asked Lu Feng.

"I dunno where Zhao is... I mean Zhao Lan is. I haven't seen her today."

Lu Feng felt frustrated by the man's response and act. The most infuriating part was, he knew the man was lying and pretending to be drunk.

Lu Feng massaged the bridge of his nose and stood up with a frustrated sigh. His dead eyes and facade fixated on the man, attempting intimidation.

"If you don't want your head to get wrigg... You'll tell me exactly where to find Zhao Lan," Lu Feng spoke with a murderous voice that sent shivers down the man's spine.

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Meanwhile...

Zhao Lan, the remote island's most beautiful and intoxicating beauty, had every man's eyes on her. Zhao Lan lay on her bed, her black panties down as she fingered herself with...

A large cucumber went in and out of her mouth and salivating lips, accompanied by little moans.

She needed it; she could have called any guy, but you see, Zhao Lan's taste for men was on another level. She hoped to mate with a god, not mortals.

As disciples of a god, they were to breed with gods to expand their name and disciples.

So, sexual intercourse with a mortal held an equal penalty, just like Lu Feng's. Though her Mistress would be the first to descend, she wouldn't spare Zhao Lan or the man.

Knock, knock.

However, the moment she heard a knock on the door, she quickly put on her panties and calmly went to open it.

But upon opening it, no one was outside. Then a voice came from behind.

"Zhao Lan... Last disciple."

As Zhao Lan turned around, the uninvited guest slammed the door closed and covered her mouth as he pressed her against it.

Lu Feng smirked, making eye contact with Zhao Lan. Her black button-up shirt revealed a portion of her raw breasts.

"Why button them up?" With a seductive voice, Lu Feng's finger trailed down, contacting her soft, smooth, and silky breast, gradually turning the buttons to ash.

The girl's breasts shot out, and Lu Feng found himself tossed onto the bed. "Who the hell are you?" yelled Zhao Lan.

"Relax... I'm Ye Cheng, and you're Zhao Lan, last disciple of the Lu Fang sect... Disciple of one of the seven heaven keepers," Lu Feng informed.

The little information he revealed widened Zhao Lan's eyes, perplexed, as no mortal in this realm could know her deepest secret.

"How did you—"

"Simple... I'm one of the gods in the heavens. I happen to owe your mistress a favor that needs to be repaid," said Lu Feng, hiding his sly smile.

"But—"

"Yes, I know. Your mistress was supposed to inform you about a god's arrival. I was there when Lu Feng was executed."

"Lu Feng is executed?" asked Zhao Lan, her voice slightly higher than before. No mortal knew the business of the heavenly realm.

Lu Feng smirked; things were going well. Now for the main plotline of his plan to draw out her Mistress. Lu Feng walked closer and placed his hands on her butt.

Zhao Lan's cheeks flushed red. Staring to the side due to shyness, I suppose.

Not wanting to prolong the plot line, which could lead to plan failure, Lu Feng's trousers fell off.

'My God!' thought Zhao Lan. Her eyes flared upon seeing what was fidgeting—so fat and mighty, veins visible. The cucumber was no match.

She couldn't help it. She dipped one finger in her cunt and held the tip of Lu Feng's big cock with the other hand.

"I... I must check for your name on the god list to be certain." Although Zhao Lan stuttered, she still found her will to speak.

Lu Feng knew he couldn't let her check the list. Not only did it display the names of the gods, but it also showed their current location.

Zhao Lan walked past him and bent down, wanting to reach the cupboard. As she bent in doggy style, her black panties were revealed under her short skirt.

She found the map. However, before she could open it, she felt Lu Feng's hand grab her ass, then he pulled down her skirt.

Zhao Lan couldn't resist his soft touch, and then he pulled down her panties as well.

"Your Mistress knows of your desire for sexual intercourse, and I'm only sent to fulfill your desires."

As the words came out, Zhao Lan's eyes widened when something landed on her body. She stretched her hand behind her.

'It... it grew bigger?' Zhao Lan's mind rattled, even at that.

As Lu Feng's finger sank into her soft and sweet potato-like ass, he dipped his cock slowly inside her ass, almost drawing the breath out of Zhao Lan.

To his surprise, Zhao Lan moved to and fro, letting her ass take in the cock while making painful sweet moans, her breasts bouncing in rhythm to her moans and the...

Pah... pah... pah... pah...

"Ye... ye... ye... Ye Cheng?!"

Lu Feng smiled deviously. As of now, he was a god in a mortal body, so Zhao Lan had just started enjoying the sweet betrayal.

Step one completed. Step two: 'Let her Mistress come. I promised I would fuck her ripe ass,' thought Lu Feng.